Chapter 238 The Past

Da Qin's Lord Wu'an, in a sense, was the most representative unparalleled general in the Wu'an title that had continued since the Zhou Dynasty. Now, after being awakened, he traveled thousands of miles and finally arrived at the battlefield. Bai Qi raised his eyes to look at the palace behind him and saw the unique battle patterns of the Qin State. Then, he turned to face Zhong.

He raised the sword in his palm and whispered, "Which one is Qin Shi Huang?"

Bai Ze was still standing in front of the hall, answering, "Ying Zheng."

Lord Wu'an murmured, "Ying Zheng..."

"Zheng."

He was in a daze for a moment, then reacted and said, "Is that the child of Gongzi Yiren?"

"If it's that child, perhaps I should say sorry to him."

"Huh?!"

Bai Ze was puzzled.

The famous general, with frost on his temples, but with a refined appearance and gray-black eyes, as if calm enough to accommodate everything, could still be seen to be handsome when he was young. He whispered, and then smiled and asked, "You're still standing here. Are you planning to fight with me?"

"No, my legs are weak!"

Bai Ze's answer was confident and bold.

"..."

Lord Wu'an was amused. A scabbard appeared in his palm, and he suddenly thrust it backward. The end of the scabbard hit Bai Ze's waist, and then he swept it away. Bai Ze was directly sent next to Dong Yuefeng.

Lord Wu'an raised the sword in his palm and stabbed straight ahead, with unparalleled sharpness surging wildly.

Zhong grinned and said, "Good!"

The white jade battle ax in his palm slashed fiercely.

Sword and ax clashed.

A roaring sound erupted, and a surge of air burst out!

Then, the two figures began to collide and kill each other at absolute speed.

The Xia official Huozheng of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period.

The head of the Four Famous Generals at the end of the Divine Era of Shenzhou.

They fought each other.

On the other side, rolling into the protection of the Feng Hou Qi Men, Bai Ze grinned, but breathed a sigh of relief. He muttered in his heart that his performance just now should have impressed his future boss a lot. This wave, the hanger-on, is stable!

Patting his chest, he looked at the old man next to him who was staring at the battle but couldn't see anything, and said, "Look, isn't Lord Wu'an here?"

"He's not as fierce as the legends say."

The old man didn't turn his head and said concisely, "Because you are not his enemy."

Dong Yuefeng watched for a long time, but couldn't see anything. He could only hear violent sounds like thunder. As the head of the Four Famous Generals at the end of the Divine Era, Bai Qi showed extremely strong combat power at this moment. The old man shook his head, took out his mobile phone, and found that it had already been destroyed. He sighed helplessly.

It was a great regret that such a scene could not be personally recorded by a historian. He answered Bai Ze's doubts and explained, "Wu'an was actually a title in the Zhou Dynasty, and Jun was a new title that appeared during the Warring States period."

"It's just that Bai Qi as Lord Wu'an, the words Wu'an are different from before."

Bai Ze was stunned: "Different? Isn't it 'governing the world with martial arts and pacifying the country with prestige'?"

The old man nodded and said, "That was the previous Lord Wu'an, people like Su Qin, who shook the world with their power. As for Bai Qi, *Shi Ji Zheng Yi* says, 'His words can comfort the soldiers, and he will win every battle. His actions can make the people safe and gather together, so he is called Wu'an.'"

"So, the words Wu'an of his title."

"Actually, it should be *wu* of comforting soldiers, and *an* of making the people safe and gather together."

"As for his achievements, what else needs to be said about his merit of fighting millions of battles?"

"What else can be said..."

"And after his death, the Qin people built a shrine for him in Xianyang, which shows his popularity."

"Making the people safe and gather together?"

The corners of Bai Ze's mouth twitched, his face blank:

"...Do you mean to say that the temperament of the God of Slaughter is actually very good?"

"Not only can he comfort the soldiers, but he can even comfort the people?"

Dong Yuefeng nodded and added, "Provided you are not his opponent."

"Otherwise, the specific feeling."

"You can ask Zhao Kuo and Lian Po."

Bai Ze: "..."

Ask, who understands the pressure of the world's number one the most?

Answer: The opponent one second before death.

Are you trying to kill me?

At this moment, a violent wave suddenly rose.

Accompanied by a roaring sound, Lord Wu'an of Da Qin and Huozheng of Emperor Zhuanxu, almost burst out at the same time, attacking each other. At this moment, the sword in Bai Qi's palm flowed, every move was simple and direct, but also extremely ruthless, while Zhong's moves were open and close, every move was full of power.

The roar, if it weren't for the Feng Hou Qi Men, Bai Ze would have been shocked to the point of bleeding from his ears.

Gritting his teeth to strengthen the Feng Hou Qi Men formation, he said, "...It started so quickly."

"This is a test."

"The opening seen between top experts in the Divine Era, these two guys are getting serious..."

"Old Dong, why did he say sorry to Qin Shi Huang?"

The old man hesitated, his qualities as a historian quickly came into play. In fact, the style of Shenzhou's historical books followed Confucius's so-called 'writing without narrating, subtle words with great meaning' style, only describing the development of things, focusing on straightforwardness, while some truths hidden under history were written in the style of Spring and Autumn Annals, with subtle words and great meaning.

You need to piece it together yourself.

He supported his forehead, only feeling that his head was buzzing from the aftermath of the battle. He barely recalled and whispered, "Historical records say that Emperor Shi Huang Ying Zheng was abandoned by his father in his childhood. He was a discarded son."

"And when he was two years old, he almost died in Handan."

Bai Ze was dumbfounded:

"Died?! Wait, damn, he was thrown away as a substitute by his own father?"

"This...that's so unlucky."

"But wasn't he a hostage? Why would he be killed?"

Dong Yuefeng replied:

"Because in that year, the Qin State attacked Handan again, and the Zhao State was furious, but this was still okay..."

"Okay?"

"Yes, because at that time everyone was fighting back and forth anyway, and for some reasons, the Zhao State had to pinch their noses and temporarily suppress their anger. It was just that later something else happened."

Dong Yuefeng sighed and said:

"In that year, Lord Pingyuan of the Zhao State led his guests to see King Kaolie of Chu, Mao Sui recommended himself." (Mao Sui zi jian - an idiom meaning to volunteer one's services)

"The Zhao-Chu alliance, the Qin State attacked for a long time without success, and the mentality of the Zhao people changed."

"The most important thing is...Lord Wu'an Bai Qi committed suicide."

"The God of War who dominated an era died."

"Since then, the Zhao State had no worries. Gongzi Yiren foresaw the crisis in advance, and regarded his child as a discarded son, returned to the country, changed his name to Zichu. After Bai Qi's death, the long-standing anger between Qin and Zhao erupted, or rather, it erupted even more violently. Ying Zheng began to flee for his life in the Zhao State at the age of three..."

"When Wu'an was still alive, he was still a descendant of the Qin Prince, with noble food and clothing."

"When Lord Wu'an died, his father fled back to the Qin State."

"He was the enemy of the blood feud of 450,000 dead souls. With the martial virtue style of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period in Shenzhou, he might be killed by someone who suddenly rushed over while walking on the road. His friends would want to kill him, his teachers would probably kill him, there would be poison in his food, and swords in the fish and meat."

"Even, he might be smashed to death while sleeping."

"Emperor Shi Huang Ying Zheng returned to Qin at the age of nine. Counting seven people in each family, it was extremely rare that he could survive for seven years surrounded by millions of Zhao people who had a bloody feud with him, but no one knows how many betrayals and how many escapes from death he experienced."

"It's just that he won't trust anyone."

"If, if Bai Qi drove straight in and killed into Handan."

"If Bai Qi had not committed suicide, then perhaps Ying Zheng's childhood would not have been so painful."

"And, if history were like this...then at the age of nine, the one who personally picked up the young Emperor Shi Huang and placed him on the saddle would be the white-haired but still world-shaking Da Qin Lord Wu'an, and Bai Qi would personally teach Ying Zheng swordsmanship and the art of war that a king should know."

"He would also be the sharpest sword in the hand of the thirteen-year-old Emperor of Qin."

Gu Dong Yuefeng whispered, "So, even Lord Wu'an would feel regret, right."

"Even Lord Wu'an would feel regret..."

"They should have been ruler and minister."

"It is the old and world-shaking prime minister and the young hegemon who despises the seven kingdoms."

Lord Wu'an's sword pointed directly at the map of the world.

And under the wind and rain sheltered by his sleeves, the first emperor will grow up freely.

"Instead of stars that crossed each other in the black sky of the Warring States Period."

In the end, Lord Wu'an stopped in Handan, only a wall away. The God of War of Da Qin looked at the city of Handan from afar, helplessly turned his horse's head, and there, the young Emperor Shi Huang would spend the darkest seven years of his life... and he would recall more than once that outside the city of Handan, there was actually a black dragon flag of Da Qin fluttering endlessly.

Bai Ze was silent, and then sighed, "Fortunately, fortunately, he still has his mother."

"Mother?"

Dong Yuefeng was silent for a moment.

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth twitched and said, "Then, then if the mother is not good, what about friends?"

The old man replied, "The decade of bloody war between Yan and Zhao began in this year, and the Yan State also had hostages. They grew up together, because they could be assassinated by Zhao people at any time, but it was rare to be able to trust each other as friends..."

"He once heard the musician play the *zhu* and sing the *bianzhi* when he was young, and he liked it very much." (zhu - a stringed instrument; bianzhi - a musical mode)

"He once hid a *zhu* in his quilt, saying that he wanted to be a musician."

Bai Ze sighed:

"In the same situation, they must sympathize with each other, and they are childhood sweethearts, good friends who entrust each other with their lives, at least there are friends, and hobbies, otherwise it would be too miserable."

Dong Yuefeng was silent and did not answer, but instead said:

"His life was actually very hard."

"I read many books."

"History is always like this, full of regrets, never complete."

In the roaring sound.

Qin Sword, Jade Axe collided violently.

In this battle, Bai Qi's remnant soul retreated step by step.

When Zhong was chasing, his face suddenly turned rosy, and then turned pale, setting off his dark eyes. Looking at the famous general in front of him, a fierce look appeared in his eyes, "...This, baleful aura..." He seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the person in front of him walking out of them step by step.

The flesh had long decayed, but the record of slashing and killing half of the deaths in the Warring States period of Shenzhou for 150 years with his own power had been engraved in history. Even if it was unkind, even if it was harmful to the heavens, the tenacious will that came out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood was no less than that of a god.

The flesh will be destroyed, but the will will last forever.

What defeated the powerful physical body was the invasion of the soul and baleful aura above countless killings.

In this trance, Bai Qi's sword was raised: "You have lost."

Zhong was silent, he laughed loudly.

Then his eyes were full of appreciation, and he responded happily: "Indeed..."

"As a military general, you are above me as the Huozheng of Zhuanxu!"

"However, I have never been good at skills, Wu'an."

Not far away, Bai Ze was stunned, and then suddenly looked up, seeing lines appearing on Zhong's body, which were ancient battle patterns, representing the release of the constraints on his divine power. This meant that Zhong, as a general of the Zhuanxu clan, had lost, and it also meant that Zhong, as the god supporting the sky, as the god of the Great Wilderness replacing Buzhou Mountain.

As Zhong, who was transformed into the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Supreme Supernatural Power, the Great and Small as One Wish, fought.

Bai Qi seemed to have not expected it at all. The ancient sword was knocked away, and even he himself was directly knocked away, hitting the wall heavily.

Smoke filled the air.

Bai Ze's words blurted out:

"Zhong, you are shameless!!!"

"You don't retreat when you lose!"

Zhong whispered: "I never said that I would retreat when I lost... Wu'an, I recognize your strength."

"Therefore, without violating the rules of the human world, I will do my best. Did you not expect such a possibility? Lord Wu'an, you have finally fallen for it. This punch, you..."

His face showed a look of surprise. He lowered his head and noticed that ink-colored battle marks appeared on his body. They were further erosion from the baleful aura, hidden under Bai Qi's baleful aura, but there were more of them.

He raised his head and saw that the Lord Wu'an who had just been knocked away calmly put down his sword and was not damaged.

It seemed that he had expected it.

On the contrary, he took the opportunity to distance himself.

Zhong lowered his head and saw that his body was entangled with countless traces of formations, and his strength and actions were restricted and weakened. At the same time, accompanied by the low cry of the wind.

In the huge space inside the Da Qin Emperor Mausoleum that had been expanded by formations, the war puppets of the Divine Era appeared out of nowhere, densely packed, all standing in their respective positions. The black dragon flag of Da Qin suddenly opened, and the aura of these unknown war puppets of the Divine Era directly turned into a weakening baleful aura formation.

Before, it was hidden under Bai Qi's fighting spirit.

At this moment, it was triggered by the sudden formation, directly forming a formation and weakening Zhong's aura.

Zhong whispered: "When..."

Bai Ze saw the war souls that appeared and exclaimed:

"Hey, big brother, this, the soldier souls are useless to him."

"I've already tried it."

Lord Wu'an replied: "Whether the soldier souls are useful."

"It depends on who's holding them."

The sword in his palm turned somehow and turned into a Da Qin battle halberd, held diagonally beside him.

Here, the heavy footsteps began to gather, preparing for a joint strangulation. Bai Qi's face did not change at all, just like his famous battle. As the commander of Da Qin, he faced the South Korea, which had undergone the reforms of Shen Buhai and had greatly increased its national strength after decades of military preparations, and the Wei State, which once dominated the world.

His opponent was the world's first defense, the Ji Sha soldiers.

It was the strongest mechanism of that era, 'those far away cover their chests, those close to them cover their hearts'.

It was the Wei Wuzu who roamed the seven kingdoms of the Wei State.

And he only had half the strength of the opponent.

Even King Zhaoxiang of Qin didn't think he could win, but just hoped to delay time.

The ending of that battle——

The world's strongest attack, the Wei Wuzu, was completely annihilated.

The world's first defense, the Ji Sha soldiers, were completely annihilated.

The Wei-Han coalition of 240,000 was wiped out, completely annihilated.

The extent of the loss of his subordinates was so low that Bai Qi still had the strength to cross the Yellow River and seize large areas of land.

The following year, he swept through sixty-one cities of the Wei State.

Bai Qi shook the world.

Now he just turned the enemy from the strongest human coalition into a single god. Soldiers are the land of life and death, the way of survival. Only this point has never changed. The famous general who stepped from a soldier to the title of lord raised his Da Qin battle halberd in his palm, raised it, took a deep breath, and then whispered:

"Da Qin, the wind rises."

How can it be said we have no clothes? I share your robes.

The king raises his troops, repair our spears and shields.

I share your hatred.

One by one, war puppets of the Divine Era appeared, and they all stepped forward.

Suddenly raise their right arms and knock on their chests.

Lowering their heads, they responded like this.

"Da Qin, Wu'an!"

ps: Today's second update...4,400 words.

I'm already down, and now I've degenerated into a state of holding a teacup and exhaling...holding tea, drinking tea, exhaling.